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Thu, 31 Aug 2017 20:25:37 +0000en-UShourly1https://wordpress.org/?v=4.8.137043007In the Company of Sistershttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/OBQM3jJi714/
http://parsonspapers.com/in-the-company-of-sisters/#respondThu, 31 Aug 2017 20:25:37 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=907“Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his companion. But woe to him who is alone when he falls, for he has no one to help him up. Again, if two lie down together, they will keep warm; but how can one be warm alone? Though one [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/OBQM3jJi714" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/in-the-company-of-sisters/feed/0907http://parsonspapers.com/in-the-company-of-sisters/Who Do You Say That I Am?http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/TI8QrxQA41I/
http://parsonspapers.com/who-do-you-say-that-i-am/#commentsThu, 03 Aug 2017 02:09:28 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=902I’ve spent several weeks dealing with my identity in Christ. I am a child of the Most-High God, joint-heir with Christ, His daughter, His friend, His bride. I am an apostle, scribe, His messenger. I am loved, treasured, cherished. &#160; Still, despite the reminders (over and over and over again!) of those truths, I’d again [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/TI8QrxQA41I" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/who-do-you-say-that-i-am/feed/6902http://parsonspapers.com/who-do-you-say-that-i-am/ACFW Guest Blog – When Research Becomes an Addiction (Or Procrastination?)http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/acp4DRv26d4/
http://parsonspapers.com/acfw-guest-blog-when-research-becomes-an-addiction-or-procrastination/#respondMon, 22 May 2017 23:43:25 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=893Honored to guest blog for American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) http://www.acfw.com/blog/when-research-becomes-an-addiction-or-procrastination/ &#160;<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/acp4DRv26d4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/acfw-guest-blog-when-research-becomes-an-addiction-or-procrastination/feed/0893http://parsonspapers.com/acfw-guest-blog-when-research-becomes-an-addiction-or-procrastination/The Sea of Voices of Praisehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/lZObjkaPHGI/
http://parsonspapers.com/the-sea-of-voices-of-praise/#commentsThu, 20 Apr 2017 22:22:08 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=886“And I looked, and I heard the voice of many angels around the throne, the living creatures, and the elders; and the number of them was then thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands, saying with a loud voice ‘worthy is the Lamb who was slain to receive power and riches and wisdom and [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/lZObjkaPHGI" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/the-sea-of-voices-of-praise/feed/2886http://parsonspapers.com/the-sea-of-voices-of-praise/Scales of Truthhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/Vcax2Xk2PFc/
http://parsonspapers.com/scales-of-truth/#respondThu, 09 Feb 2017 03:43:54 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=873“Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits, whether they are of God; because many false prophets have gone out into the world.” I John 4:1 &#160; &#160; The last couple of weeks have been, well, frustrating. I had hoped that after the election, the hate and division would begin to taper off. [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/Vcax2Xk2PFc" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/scales-of-truth/feed/0873http://parsonspapers.com/scales-of-truth/Overflowing with Thanksgivinghttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/b71kgng5Ya4/
http://parsonspapers.com/overflowing-with-thanksgiving/#commentsThu, 24 Nov 2016 05:32:43 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=867Ribbons of sunlight and slight patches of blue push through the clouds. Gray skies, gusting winds, freezing temperatures, and steady, blowing snow have held me hostage. Nearly four feet of snow fell in less than 48 hours. The calendar may still say “Autumn,” but the picture outside my window definitely says “Winter.” The snow clings [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/b71kgng5Ya4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/overflowing-with-thanksgiving/feed/2867http://parsonspapers.com/overflowing-with-thanksgiving/The Lies in the Mirrorhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/-FGwntQ62mo/
http://parsonspapers.com/the-lies-in-the-mirror/#commentsThu, 13 Oct 2016 00:31:06 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=863“I don’t like my body. This part’s too big and I’m too short and…” &#160; A list of body-defects followed as we exited the store. I looked at the young woman beside me. There was conviction in her voice. Sadness filled her eyes as she shared what she didn’t like about herself. What I saw [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/-FGwntQ62mo" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/the-lies-in-the-mirror/feed/2863http://parsonspapers.com/the-lies-in-the-mirror/Last Days of Summerhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/F5NyqJqCgR8/
http://parsonspapers.com/last-days-of-summer/#commentsThu, 08 Sep 2016 01:04:15 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=858“You have set all the borders of the earth; You have made summer and winter.” Psalm 74:17 &#160; &#160; The scent of basil drifts through the open window. Fresh-clipped sprigs of it line the basket on the table on my deck. Thyme and sage are drying in the kitchen, their scents greeting me when I [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/F5NyqJqCgR8" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/last-days-of-summer/feed/2858http://parsonspapers.com/last-days-of-summer/Greater Than the Grains of Sandhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/uWQmE6mPJ2o/
http://parsonspapers.com/greater-than-the-grains-of-sand/#commentsThu, 14 Jul 2016 19:46:03 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=853“How precious to me are Your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand; when I awake, I am with you.” Psalm 139:17-18 &#160; &#160; Do you ever wonder what God sees in you? Or, what He sees in any of us, [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/uWQmE6mPJ2o" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/greater-than-the-grains-of-sand/feed/3853http://parsonspapers.com/greater-than-the-grains-of-sand/Calm in the Stormhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~3/ahPpB2yjdUU/
http://parsonspapers.com/calm-in-the-storm/#commentsWed, 29 Jun 2016 01:38:21 +0000http://parsonspapers.com/?p=849Lightning streaked across the sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance. The rain didn’t come, but the humidity rose steadily, promising rain would come. It was well after two in the morning, but I couldn’t sleep. Sitting on the living room floor in front of the French doors that lead to my deck, with my terrified [&#8230;]<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ParsonsPapers/~4/ahPpB2yjdUU" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>http://parsonspapers.com/calm-in-the-storm/feed/4849http://parsonspapers.com/calm-in-the-storm/